May 11, 2019
Reading is a joy to me. Having a good book in hand can make any day bearable. Books are an adventure to be taken, facts to learn, and experience to aspire to.
Books are my friends.
Friends that don’t talk bad about you. Friends that don’t expect you to do things that are difficult for you. Friends that don’t require your undivided attention. Friends that don’t talk down to you.
Books are safe.
My mama read to me when I was young. The kid’s dad and I read to them when they were young. In fact, their dad would be so animated reading to them, everyone sitting on the little twin bed, that it is a favorite memory of those days. You can hand down the love of books.
We read to all four of the kids, but not all read books the way Lucas does. Yet they know of books and have seen the joy they can bring.
There are many things that we hand down to our kids and grandkids. Not just the DNA things like eye color, big hands, curly hair, but how we react and act to certain instances.
Our children can learn to take responsibility for their own actions from us.
Our children can learn how to treat others from us.
Our children can learn how to show respect from us.
Our children can learn a good work ethic from us.
Our children can learn how to eat without making noise or being gross from us.
Our children can learn how to be clean from us.
Or they can learn other things.
No matter how many kids we have, each will take the same lessons and turn them into their own person. But we are an important part of the root of these choices. And yet their choice is what they follow is their call, their responsibility.
And my mistakes are not the fault of my parents.
It’s a harsh day when we realize this, but it’s the day that begin to grow into the individual humans we are. It is also when we start to realize that our parents did the best they could at the time. And when we are the parent, we also won’t be perfect. I shudder, remembering some of the mistakes I made as a mom. But we do the best we can at the time.
Mother’s Day just passed. I hope you could focus on the good things about your mother and grandmother and about the good things that they gave their children. I hope you were able to let the regrets rest that day.
And for those who had children, I hope you had a blessed Mother’s Day.
For those who love someone as a mother, I hope you had a blessed Mother’s Day.
For those who have stepchildren, I hope you had a blessed Mother’s Day.
For those who have a pet that is their child, I hope you had a blessed Mother’s Day.
For all the Godmother’s, I hope you had a blessed Mother’s Day.
And for all those who have buried a child or not carried a child full term, my prayers were with you on Mother’s Day.
See you on the bricks.